Few days ago I received a chance to watch a movie –“Do duni char”. And without any exception, I found it entirely fascinating, which underlies some thought provoking issues & few messages too . Story rolls around a very ordinary life of a middle class family, led by a school teacher, who some how or the other try to manage daily & semi-luxury life for his family,what our showy Indian middle class society find it necessary, which is actually not.
Well ! the whole idea behind this article is definitely not the another lacklusture analysis of this movie, but rather to refresh our mind & heart to think about those people who are apparently nothing to do with our daily life & benefits. But without those we could’nt conceive our today’s sophisticated & value driven life.
Without going back too deep into our past memories, let us answer this question faithfully, that how many times have we remembered our school teachers without catagorising them as favourite & non-favorite?. How many times have we forced ourselves to think about their today’s economical & social life?. Answers of these questions do not worth anymore ,but rather they are just to compel us to think over, what it matters for us as an individual & as society. Above are few of those many questions which remains unanswered intentionally-unintentionally by us. So as per our choice, nouns of these questions can be replaced by any other one which has silently & progressively carved our life .
A teacher has been personified as “guru” in Indian mythology & revered by all sections of society. but in this “quantum of respect” given to him, we forgot that a teacher too, has his own social life ,he too has to bring up his family like any one else. How tragic it is that the one who always try to put his student ahead of the curve in their life, fails to put his own children on the same curve in every dimension, just because of lack of some vital resources . Exceptions can never be the instrument to iron out the issues like this. With the progression of Indian society socially, economically ,the life of a teacher has only seen endless regression,which seems fail to end in near future.
Statistics might be good enough to make this topic more meaningful & radiant but all intention was just to give a snapshot of those issues which are surviving in obscurity. “Doduni char” reflects all the dimensions of a family which resort to a very sacred profession for its bread & butter, & compels us to contemplate over the inordinate rationality of our life.